The Battle of Private 1st Class Daniel Strouth--
I stuck a needle in my eye- I cried,
the soldier stuck a sword, in my heart nearly died.
Our fencing duo, our battle stride,
Each step I countered I led in pride.
I stuck a needle in my eye- I'm blind.
Falling to the ground wounded I bled,
I died where I lay.
dismembered decayed Private 1st Class Daniel Ostrogoth,
dead frozen…"For a fly does not enter a closed mouth".
8/7/2019
For Romani Proverb Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Julia Ward
Copyright © James Edward Lee Sr. | Year Posted 2019
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